Those Charmin Commercials with the Bears Creep Me Out...

Man, things have been freaking hectic. Every once in a while, the first of the month will fall on a Monday and in banking, that is a shitty place to be. It's like the Perfect Storm, except it's raining poop. ("Poop is falling from the sky. POOP!") Anywho, things are finally getting back to just regular crappiness so I thought I should post the results from my giveaway, yay! The super-cool-awesome-MS Paint-logo I tried to design to display the winner came out looking like a giant dog turd (which i will admit, was sort of the intention, but I meant a metaphorical dog turd, and it's not the same.) So instead I just pieced together this hastily drawn sign to say CONGRATULATIONS KELLY!

If you don't know Kelly, you should go check her out. She's funny and smart and like one of the best moms ever and she posts rockin' recipes and once she sent me steak sauce and I still use it like all...the...time. Well, not the same bottle, cause it's gone. But they sell it at Wal-Mart is what I'm saying, people. So go there and read her if you don't already and congratulate her for her fibery win and also for RUNNING A MILE AND A HALF+, so awesome! (/fangirl)

Also, I would like to award a small consolation prize to my favorite comment! If you know me, you know I am not normally a fan of poetry as I think it is weepy girl-type stuff and I hate when people search too hard for meaning in stuff and like write an 8-page essay about how some poem was about man's struggle against the environment or something and really it's just about some girl getting her period for the first time (are you there, God? It's me, Tricia.) ANYWAY, I still think creativity and hard work should be rewarded, so here's Tammy's poem in case you missed it!

This fiber-rich haul seriously rocks

It will sweep through any poopage blocks

Soon I'll be flushing and blushing with pride

If only this Shitztatic prize will be mine

So.much.awesome.in those four little lines. More poems should be about poop, poets take note!

Thanks everyone for entering and I'm sure it won't be the last so stay tuned. If you two groovy chicks would kindly send a mailing address to fight.fat.phobia@gmail.com, I will get on that...pronto. Thanks.

In other news, life is throwing me yet another curveball that I'd rather not talk about, but I am TRYING to not let it get to me. I passed up on pecan pancakes last nite, but mostly because we were running late instead of for the right reasons. I angrily ate an orange and then went to bed early.

I'm trying Fiber One Shredded Wheat today. I measured out a cup and poured it into a ziploc bag this morning and looked at it like it was some kinda cruel joke. But now an hour later, i'm still only halfway through the baggie. There's just something about dry, fibery, slightly sweetened, processed wheat squares that's just plain filling, I guess.

Alright, I got work to do. Adios, pals.